The Seventh Son of a Seventh Son

He was the seventh son of a seventh son
People claimed that he could cure anyone
He had the power there is no doubt
From his healing hands the light shone all about
No magic potion or mystic words
His eyes just stared at you, no sound was heard
People came from north and south
To see this faith healing man, see what he was all about
He cured the young and he cured the aged
Soon the whole nation knew his name

Seventh son of a seventh son
Is it too late
Now that I've come?
Seventh son of a seventh son
Is it too late?
You know why I've come

Outside his door were queues ten deep
Soon the faith healing man could get no sleep
On the street they milled outside
Soon this man had to spend his days inside
He cured a woman who could not speak
You know the blind child? Now she can see
Never asked for payment or took one damn thing
Faith healing man was not the same

One day a man with a big cigar
Drove into town in a long, long silver car
He made a deal, said this boy would go far
Said he'd make this faith healing country boy into a movie star

The seventh son of a seventh son of a seventh son
He moved away from the small town
To the city he soon came
He looked up in lights, saw his name

See all the people who knew him well
As though he was still here, the stories they still tell
About the time he made the lame boy walk
But now you have to pay just to hear him talk

One day he returned from the city lights
You know something had happened there, for his powers died
But now he says he won't cure no more
Faith healin' man you have returned

Seventh son of a seventh son
Is it too late? You know why I've come
Seventh son of a seventh son
To be cured, that's why I've come

Seventh son of a seventh son
Where has your power gone?
Where has it gone?
Is it up in them city lights?
Seventh son, seventh son